I Came To This Earth

The Ripe Fignow That You Live Here In My Chest,anywhere We Sit Is A Mountaintop.and Those Other Images,which Have Enchanted Peoplelike Porcelain Dolls From China,which Have Made Men And Women Weepfor Centuries, Even Those Have Changed Now.what Used To Be Pain Is A Lovely Benchwhere We Can Rest Under The Roses.a Left Hand Has Become A Right.a Dark Wall, A Window.a Cushion In A Shoe Heel,the Leader Of The Community!now Silence. What We Sayis Poison To Someand Nourishing To Others.what We Say Is A Ripe Fig,but Not Every Bird That Flieseats Figs.

Beauty Surrounds Us.

Today I Am Wise, So I Am Changing Myself.

Sell Your Cleverness And Buy Bewilderment. Cleverness Is Mere Opinion. Bewilderment Brings Intuitive Knowledge.

Your Spirit Is Mingled With Mine What Touches You, Touches Me.